Wednesday, May 13, 2009

Once Upon A Time

I look a little like someone who used to be a good swimmer once.

There were Junior Olympics and Far Westerns. There were CIFs (California Interscholastic Federation) and Most Commited awards. That's not a typo, by the way. Or, well, I mean it is...but that's what the trophy says.

Once upon a time, I was a contender.

Not. Any. More.

There is a pool near my house. Yesterday, the weather was finally nice enough that I decided to try out the lap swimming pool. I felt like I looked darn good for having had a nine year absence from any kind of formal swimming. (And, really, it's more like ten.) I felt like I looked darn good...for the first 50 yards. While I managed to push through to just over a half mile, I was not looking so good for the last 950. I felt okay other than my spaghetti legs and my aching triceps. But when I went to get out I realized just how out of shape I truly am. I could barely haul myself out of the pool. I felt like I was going to pass out. I hurt in places I forgot existed.

When I got home and got in the shower, I almost toppled into the curtain. I did not feel good. I did not have that swimmer's high. But then I ate dinner. Once I had some energy back in the old tank I was feeling pretty good. I thought I would ache in every single place today and I don't.

What's incredible to me is just how much swimming is exactly like riding a bike. You step away from it for nine years and you still remember how to do a flip turn.


  1. Yeah, that's how I am with running. I kinda sorta get back in the swing of things, and then I get dumb and stop. I ran a race on Thanksgiving. And since then, I could count on two hands the amount of times I have run. It's sad, really.

  2. I wanna be like that with ANY sport. I was never an athlete. I am paying for it now. Keep it up. It is going to get better and better.

  3. A flip turn?!?! I'm lucky if I get to the other side...ONCE.

  4. Fun!! I have always wished I could swim. I can keep my head above the water and go small distances but that's it. But I still love it, well until my husband says "I'll race ya" ::rolling my eyes::

  5. i can do that, with a floatie. you're a rock star.